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MAMA
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Mom. Mum. Mama. Madre. Maman. La Mére. Mother. Life Source.
A mother is a necessary component to all forms of life, all over the world — past, present, future. A mother can be good, bad, rich, poor, accidental, chosen, black, white, furry, feathered...just to describe a FEW.
But, to mother — as a verb — is an action that does not discriminate; does not care of the title it bears; and knows no bounds. To mother is a thoughtful and empathetic giving of one’s self for the sake of the welfare of another living being — this translates in a myriad of ways, and may look different for everyone, but the action is the same: unconditional love.
This is for the Mothers, whatever title you may identify with; this is for the beings who demonstrate the acts of mothering, however that translates for you...
May we celebrate you for the magic that you work into this world on a daily (and oftentimes, unnoticed) basis. The world would be a heck of a lot less brighter if it weren’t for you. After all, how would life, of any form, sustain without Mothers and motherly love?!
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Posted on May 12, 2018BoneFish TalesBF Tales2017StoryBlogWritingJournalWildlifeOutdoorsNatureHummingbirdBirdMomBaby
DIRT ROAD GOLD
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Dirt Road Diary Entry: Sunday, July 16, 2017; 6:21pm; Las Vegas, NV.
“Mojave Desert Monsoon Chasing — Drove into & out of a storm that clipped the SW corner of the Vegas valley; silty water flowed like chocolate milk down the washes; a few loud crackles of thunder shook the Earth as colossal rain drops filled the paved streets of the concrete jungle...
And, just a handful of miles to the West of the storm, down a desolate dirt road through the desert, the evening sunlight danced with the bands of rain, casting a vibrant display of diamond dust in the distance.
Dirt road gold.
Different perspectives to every storm — Beauty exists always, never stop seeking.
Much big gratitude. Today was a good day.”
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Posted on July 16, 2018BoneFish TalesBF Tales2017StoryBlogWritingJournalOutdoorsNatureRainbowSkyRoadTravelAdventureCloudsWeatherGratitude
LIFE IS BUT A DREAM...
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The thunder rolled through the hills of Mid-Tennessee all afternoon, with the threat of small hail lingering. The Earth was drenched with chilly rain, as the lightning danced above our heads.
And like magic, just minutes before the sun hit the horizon, the edge of the storm allowed the sun to peek under it's blanket, casting her warm light across the soggy landscape.
"Where is the rainbow?! ...Are we IN the rainbow?!" I could sense it as my eyes ruthlessly scanned the angry gray sky. "There HAS to be a rainbow!"
No sooner, from behind me, I heard my love exclaim, "THERE...IT...IS!"
I turned around to find him pointing East, as the full spectrum of colors slowly began to paint across the sky...
And for just a handful of minutes, all was right in the world. Nothing else mattered. Nothing else existed except for me, my love, and the chorus of songbirds, all reveling in a vibrant display of diamond dust.
These are the moments in this dream that fuel this little soul of mine.
And I wouldn't have it any other way.
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Posted on May 8, 2018BoneFish TalesBF Tales2018StoryBlogWritingJournalOutdoorsNatureRainbowFieldSkyDream